Following Cedric's exposure to take over the kingdom in Niagara14301's Dorrie Book 2, or during Day of the Sorcerers, the royal family vents their frustrations over the 'bungler' who tried to overthrow Roland, but Lucinda just wants to know why he'd do something like this, while Sofia's in shock at what her supposed friend did. Thanks to Niagara14301 for helping with some of the lyrics. Encanto is not mine.
Miranda: We don't talk about Cedric, no, no, no
We don't talk about Cedric, but
It was my wedding day (Roland: It was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (Roland: No clouds allowed in the sky)
Cedric walks in with a mischievous grin (Roland: Thunder)
You telling this story or am I?
Roland: I'm sorry, Miranda, go on
Miranda: Cedric says, "It looks like rain" (Roland: Why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Roland: Baileywick, get the umbrellas
Miranda: Married in a hurricane
Roland: What a joyous day but anyway
Roland and Miranda: We don't talk about Cedric, no, no, no
We don't talk about Cedric
Violet: Hey, grew to live in fear of Cedric stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch-ch-ch
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left King Roland and the family fumbling
Grappling with his magic that they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
James: A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)
James and Violet: We don't talk about Cedric, no, no, no
We don't talk about Cedric
Suzette: He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)
Goodwyn: He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)
Cordelia: He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Everyone: Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
Amber: He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine
Baileywick: Óye, Prince Hugo's on his way
Sofia: He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now
Amber: Hey girls, I want not a sound out of you
Lucinda: Um, Cedric
Yeah, about that Cedric
I really need to know about Cedric
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Cedric
James: Amber, your boyfriend's here
Everyone: Time for dinner
James: A seven-foot frame, rats along his back (Miranda: It was my wedding day...)
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (Roland: Thunder)
Miranda: You telling this story or am I?
Roland: I'm sorry, Miranda, go on
Baileywick: Óye, Prince Hugo's on his way
Miranda: Cedric says, "It looks like rain" (Amber: He told me that the man of my dreams...)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane he's here (Baileywick: Oye, Prince Hugo's on his way)
Everyone but Lucinda: He's here!
Don't talk about Cedric, no
Lucinda: Why did I talk about Cedric?
Everyone but Lucinda: Not a word about Cedric
Lucinda: I never shoulda brought up Cedric
